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"I learned from my father." "I only know how to make instant noodles," she said as she sat down. "My mother says it would have been better if I'd been born a man," she commented, while keeping to herself that when angry, her mother would say it would have been better if she hadn't been born at all.

I wish I could do something about it. "Because I want you to," Isn't it rightly said for once you need to tell people what you want because no one else is going to do it for you other than you, if you are not going to say what you want, it will be late. Late for everything.

“You need to tell George, or Kingsley. Hell, the police. You can’t keep carrying this alone.” I shook my head slowly. “Telling them makes it worse. They’ll get hurt too." I painfully said, and slowly slipped into darkness.

I'm giving you one last shot at leaving. I can't decide if you're very brave, or just very stupid human, but make a deal with me. If you do not die after this interaction, I will continue the story for you and maybe we can be friends. But, if anything remotely bad or strange happens after listening, you have to promise me you'll leave me alone straightaway. Deal? Good... now into this we go....

Prolog Suami istri lagi menikmati kemah di malam hari. Suami minta istrinya bercerita kehidupan sebelum mereka bertemu. Istri pun menceritakan semuanya dan bab selanjutnya akan jadi flashback kehidupan si istri. Bab 1

𝙷𝚘𝚠 𝚌𝚊𝚗 𝙸 𝚋𝚕𝚊𝚖𝚎 𝚢𝚘𝚞? 𝚆𝚑𝚎𝚗 𝙸 𝚍𝚒𝚍𝚗'𝚝 𝚔𝚗𝚘𝚠 𝚑𝚘𝚠 𝚝𝚘 𝚝𝚎𝚕𝚕 𝚢𝚘𝚞.

"Tell them not to knock. I'll leave the front door open." "Fine. I'll leave mine on during my meetings. Just leave a voice mail and I'll step out and call back right away. Meanwhile, I'm going to IM my friend Drake and see if he knows anything that could help. He's something of an expert in supernatural matters. He'll be in touch with Wesley." "Thanks. I'm willing to follow any lead at this point."

“Are you not allowed to tell anyone?” She nods. “Well, you know, if I ask you who said those mean and hateful words, and you nod your head…that doesn't count as you telling me because you didn't speak,” I say, being sly. “It doesn't?” “No honey, so I'm going to say a name and all you have to do is nod or shake your head. Okay?” I inform her. She nods her head. “Was it......?”

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"Really? You want to know about me? There isn't much to tell, but go ahead, ask away." Jill thought for a moment and then said, "You always seem to keep to yourself. What's your story?" "I see," Wayne said, "but the truth is that there isn't much to tell. What you see is what you get, not what you imagine. What do you see in me?"